Chapter 18 - Emergency Station

Surprisingly enough, the interior of this station was, how should I say it, clean, despite the layers of dust that have accumulated over the years since anyone has ever stepped foot inside this place. There was no sight of anyone ever sleeping or even staying in this building which to be fair was kind of strange, considering the rather good condition this building had. Even though the building wasn't huge, it still had a ticket boot, a waiting area as well as a toilet, and an office, giving you more than enough space to turn this place into a home if you want and have the time and resources for that.

While I was busy brainstorming about possible ways of getting my hands on this place legally since I would rather not have the NCR steal what I might be able to build here. On the other hand, Vito decided to check out the cabinets and the office, after all, considering the rather pristine condition of this place, he might as well try to find some rare pre-war things in good condition. After more than half an hour of meticulously searching each place twice, he managed to find three bottles of at least one hundred years old bourbon as well as some cash, which sadly don't hold any value those days.

Seeing the defeated look on his face, made me smile, thinking how much of a sucker for cash Vito was, then again, he did tell me how he has to live in poverty for almost a third of his human life. That might be one of the reasons why Vito will always find a way to make money, even if just some pocket change for other people.

Unlike, Vito who spends his time searching for imaginary treasures, I cleaned the main room a bit, making it just a tiny bit homier than it was before. Moreover, while it was by no means a nice bedroom in a hotel, it was better than sleeping outside.

'Have a seat, Vito, it's almost evening anyways, so we might as well relax until tomorrow morning." Those guys over at the outpost might get their present since childhood now that the ants are no longer bothering them."

"Sure thing kiddo. By the way, how are your injuries? "

"Better now that I don't move all that much. It would heal in a few days, at least I hope so. Worst comes worst, I'll go to an NCR doctor to check me up."

"I'm sorry if this might seem rude, but for someone that was a test subject for the NCR his whole life, you don't exactly seem to hate them as much as I thought you would."

"I'd lie if I were to say that I don't hate the people that had done all those things to me, but at the same time, I find it pointless to hate the NCR as a whole. After all, not every single citizen of this republic harmed me. No, only the scientists, their organization, and probably the top dogs that ordered them to conduct those experiments. As I said, I can't hate or detest the soldiers or citizens that had absolutely nothing to do with those OSI scientists."

"I see. To tell you the truth, kiddo, I always thought that you… were hiding those feelings as some kind of defense mechanism made to defend you from other people, but it seems that you are more mature than I imagine. Don't get me wrong, I understand why you would feel like that, and I think I can at least a few dozen people that hate the OSI as much as you do. Who knows, maybe in the future, if you still have the same dream of making a crime syndicate, you might just be able to deal with them without repercussions from the NCR."

"Despite everything we have been through, I still want to one day become someone respected, someone, that would not fear the NCR, the legion, or whatever groups are out there. However, for that to even happen, I will need to start from the bottom, and right now, finding this place, might just be the start of my dream."

"Don't tell me that you are going to ask the NCR for the right to buy property in their territory. Dante, that's insane, and even if you somehow manage to get the NCR to sell you that right, how in god's name would you even pay the price for that right? Last time I checked, we both were kind of broke, even after the reward from the outpost, you still would need at least a few thousand caps for that right."

"Vito, my friend, we have all the time in the world to make caps. After all, I'm only sixteen years old right now. I never said that I would buy the rights today. Instead, I'd appreciate it if you, my friend would help me turn this place into our hideout. We can use the tunnels if they are still usable to travel from here to the outpost without having the think about raiders, ghouls, deathclaws or god knows what's out there."

"At this point, is there a way for me to even back out? God damn it, kiddo, you will the death of me one way or another. So what do you plan to do now with this place? "

"Sadly, the trains are no longer working, thanks to the war and the nukes, but that doesn't mean that we won't be able to repair one in the future. Maybe even use it as a way of earning caps, after all, the NCR does need a faster, safer, and bigger way of transporting supplies to the Mojave. Just imagine the number of caps, a train would earn us."

"Before I even dream of it, we need to find a train, you will also need to learn how to repair it, and in the end, find the fuel for it. Trains don't run on air sadly."

"Don't be so pessimistic, my friend. America is huge, there must be a train or two left in a decent condition somewhere on this continent. Who knows, maybe the Mojave has one laying around, waiting for someone to uncover and repair it."

Vito didn't say anything after he heard my words, instead, the green giant decided to take the first watch, but not before telling me to rest, since tomorrow we will have to walk to the Mojave Outpost so that we could get our reward from Jackson. Maybe even get our hands on a few other contracts.

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